Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Vietnam and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Qualms to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Slave,
Mad Mike,
Ornette Coleman,
The Music Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cymande,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Motions,
Nirvana,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Yazoo,
The Gap Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Donald Byrd,
Theoretical Girls,
Niagra,
DJ Style,
Charles Mingus,
Television,
Easy Going,
Au Pairs,
Moby Grape,
Man Parrish,
Connie Case,
10cc,
Underground Resistance,
Scan 7,
The Busters,
Al Stewart,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stiv Bators,
Fad Gadget,
Liliput,
Robert Hood,
The Grass Roots,
Von Mondo,
Jandek,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oneida,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Average White Band,
Brand Nubian,
Spoonie Gee,
Todd Terry,
Ten City,
Althea and Donna,
These Immortal Souls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jeff Lynne,
Little Man,
Tubeway Army,
ABC,
the Normal,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lakeside,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.